If you mind your own business, you`ll stay busy all the time.

I had a good friend in New York City.

Now if you shoot someone, sir, you can get off Scott free. It's the latest thing Mr. Lincoln, can you believe?

Good friends, good whiskey, and good lovin', I want to thank you Lord.

You're singing a song about making love to your drummer, well gay guitar pickers don't turn me on.

I'd love to spit some Beechnut in that dude's eye and shoot him with my ole forty-five.

Somewhere between raising hell and amazing grace, Lord I know just how they feel.